Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 192
While chatting, Wang Mu suddenly frowned and raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror.

There are flashing headlights in the rearview mirror, and there are obviously several cars following behind.

At this moment, the intelligent system Anna made a delicate voice, "Master, there are people following us, do you want to stop?"

"No need," Wang Mu said with a teasing smile, "find a place where no one is around."

"Okay." Anna replied, and then a map lit up on the windshield, automatic navigation and automatic driving were automatically turned on, and the cool body turned and headed for the mountain road in the south.

"Hey hey hey! Anna, are you mistaken? I'm still driving!" Yan Kuan yelled, turning the steering wheel back and forth but it didn't work anymore.

Wang Junhui in the back frowned, looked back at the two cars behind him, his eyes were solemn, "It must be Liu Zhen and the others, why don't we go into the city? They can restrain themselves a bit when they get to the city."

"Don't worry, don't be afraid." Yan loosened the steering wheel, stretched himself, pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Mu.

The two lit their cigarettes and smoked them leisurely, not caring about the stalking behind them at all.

But Wang Junhui lost his composure, leaned forward, looked at Wang Mu in the rearview mirror and said, "Dude, don't mess around, that Liu Zhen is nothing, but his dad is awesome, now He is also Linjiang's tyrant, Liu Zhen will definitely tell his father, it will be difficult for his father's people to catch up later."

"Linjiang One Tyrant?" Wang Mu blinked and smiled.

Yan Kuan also widened his eyes, "Damn it, when did Linjiang Yiba change?"

Wang Junhui took a deep breath helplessly. Although these two people looked like ordinary people, but the strong dragon did not overwhelm the snake, they probably would suffer a loss.

In a car following behind, the red-haired man was crying into his mobile phone, "Dad, come quickly, we are in the development zone in the south of the city, and we are heading towards Nanshan. Hurry up, your son was almost beaten to death what."

The other accomplices were somewhat puzzled, and one of them frowned and said, "Brother Liu, why did they go up the mountain?"

"That's better! There's no one on the mountain, let's kill these idiots!" the red-haired Liu Zhen gritted his teeth.

Soon, a few more cars joined Hongmao's camp. Seeing his father coming, Hongmao immediately gained confidence, stepped on the accelerator to the end and chased after him.

On the road around the mountain halfway up the mountain, the Audi stopped, followed by a group of vehicles with bright headlights, which were extremely dazzling at night.

There is no one else on the quiet mountain road.

There was a cracking sound of the car door, and Wang Mu, Yan Kuan, and Wang Junhui came down, and a large group of people came down from the opposite side, seven or eight young gangsters, a middle-aged man, and a group of people holding long swords and dressed in Men in suits.

Wang Mu frowned, there were actually monks present, and he laughed immediately, judging from the postures of those monks holding their swords, they were very similar to the dead Fang Locke and Old Snake's subordinates, so they must not be members of the Fang family.

"Dad, it's them! Kill them!" Hongmao pointed at the three of them and yelled viciously, with a frenzied look on his face.

The fat, big-eared middle-aged man came out, raised his head in contempt for everyone, and with a cigar in the corner of his mouth, said lazily: "The car is not bad, it's mine. There is a road in heaven, and you don't want to go, but why come to this kind of place?" , that is courting death."

After finishing speaking, he glanced around. There was a cliff on the side of the road around the mountain. No one would know about his death for several days. It was definitely a good time to kill and set fire in the middle of the night.

"Come on! Don't leave anyone alive!" After speaking, he waved his hand decisively, and a dozen men with swords rushed up behind him.

"Haha...Wang Junhui, you are dead, no matter how awesome you are! You will never provoke me! And you two idiots, let's die together, no matter how awesome you are! Haha..." The red hair was excited Laughed, extremely happy, almost burst into tears, and finally let out a bad breath.

The other accomplices were also very excited. They had never seen a murder before. Although it was done by someone else, they thought it was very capable to stand on the side of the murderer and watch.

They are looking for this kind of stimulation, and they just want to see the fearful eyes of others, so that they will feel a sense of existence and feel that they are not useless.

Sometimes people are like this, the more they lack something, the more they will show off.

The middle-aged man with fat head and big ears is also happy, it feels good to do whatever he wants, he feels that the whole world is his own, and the king is in the world.

"Hula... bang bang bang..."

A dozen men in black rushed halfway, and Wang Mu and Yan Kuan also rushed up.

For a moment, countless afterimages swayed under the moonlight, and the blurred figure sprinted left and right. Wherever it passed, all the men in black who were swept away vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Uh..." Hongmao's laughter stuck in his throat, and the cigar in his father's mouth fell to the ground.

Everyone's smiles froze on their faces, and Wang Junhui's legs gave way and he leaned against the front of the car. This...wasn't it a dream?
With the turbulent style of play, the opponent's seemingly insane lineup has no chance to make a move at all, figures are flying, and blood is shooting in the moonlight.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen sword-wielding men were all brought down.

Yan Kuan clapped his hands, glanced at the people rolling and howling on the ground, and said helplessly: "Why bother, can't you see that we are much better than you? Keep your eyes open in the future, kicking the iron plate is to kill you!" Abused!"

Wang Mu didn't even look at these people, his eyes fell on the middle-aged man's face, and he started to walk over.

Under the moonlight, his straight figure was like a sword, and a golden light flowed from the golden mask on his face. Only then did people realize that this stranger was as weird as his mask.

"You, don't act recklessly." The middle-aged man started to back away, and the red-haired men trembled in fright.

"Let me tell you, I am from the Fang family. Have you heard of the Fang family? They are all in Linjiang now. If you dare to touch me, I will make you die. I, I will let you eat shit!" While backing away, the middle-aged man spoke tremblingly, his plump face covered with cold sweat.

"Yes, eat, eat shit! You idiot, don't go any further." Hongmao grabbed his father's sleeve and put on airs, trying to scare Wang Mu off.

Wang Mu stopped, and his eyes fell on the red hair's face. The red hair smiled, and it really worked. It's amazing to have a backstage!
However, before his smile fully appeared on his face, his eyes suddenly widened, and the moonlit eyes reflected Wang Mu's movement of raising his hand.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and Wang Mu slapped Hongmao's face with a backhand.

The afterimage swayed, Hongmao's head turned four times before it stopped, his neck twisted into a twist, his seven orifices were bleeding, there was no arrogance in his round eyes, only fear that was too late to take back.

"Hiss..." The sound of people gasping for air formed the wind, and then the six or seven accomplices roared heart-piercingly.

Looking at the red hair that was falling down slowly, with its face on the back, several people were almost frightened crazy, some screamed by pulling their hair, some rolled their eyes and passed out, some peed Pants.

Even the monks with some cultivation around were stunned, forgot the pain, and just looked at it dumbfounded.

"I killed your son, do you want revenge? You can do it now." Looking back, Wang Mu's calm eyes fell on the middle-aged man's face.

"Plop!" The middle-aged man knelt down, his eyes filled with horror, and he said firmly, "No, he, he deserved what he deserved. You are doing harm for the people!"

Immediately, Wang Mu looked at the other young people who were frightened and stayed where they were.

"what about you?"

"thump!"

A soft voice came, and Hong Mao's standing companions all knelt down, their faces pale, and then began to cry loudly.

"Brother, spare your life, spare your life! I was wrong, don't kill me..."

"He forced me to do that, and I'm sorry, I won't dare again in the future!"

"Woo...I want to go home, please let me go home, woo..."

Except for those who had fainted, the rest were all scared to pee, crying and begging for mercy.

Wang Mu gave everyone a blank look, then turned around and went back.

"Hey, get in the car!" Yan Kuan roared to Wang Junhui who was still standing in front of the car.

Swallowing, Wang Junhui wiped off his cold sweat, and walked tremblingly to the car door.

Opening the door and getting into the car, looking at Wang Mu who was already sitting in the co-pilot, Wang Junhui's eyes became extremely complicated, with excitement, shock, and more awe.

Never seen such strength, never seen such domineering.

This is an extraordinary existence.

Wang Junhui made up his mind, he swallowed again, and said firmly, "Both brothers, I am willing to follow you."

Wang Mu smiled indifferently, and only waved his hand lightly, in agreement.

"Haha..." Yan Kuan laughed loudly, staring at Wang Junhui in the rearview mirror and said, "Come on, call Brother Kuan!"

"Brother Kuan!"

"This is my brother, and also your brother, Wang Mu!"

"Brother Wang!"

Cool sports cars are speeding through the mountains, and the gorgeous lights are like rolling colorful stars.

Instead of going directly to Yu Xin, Wang Mu stayed in the hotel where he was last time. The hotel management staff had met Wang Mu and Yan Kuan. People from the Huangfu family must be treated with caution.

Yan Kuan bragged with Wang Junhui in the room, enjoying Wang Junhui's adoring gaze.

Wang Mu called Yu Xin and told her not to be afraid, those people who were following her would disappear soon.

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Mu took out a note from the side pocket of his suit. This note was left by Long Xiaoyuan when she left that day. Some eyeliners planted in Jiang city.

After reading this, Wang Mu called Ye Feng.

"When will it arrive?" Wang Mu asked softly.

"Brother Mu, it's noon tomorrow." Ye Feng's cold voice came.

Wang Mu smiled with satisfaction, the Fang family...wait for the arrival of Gale!
(End of this chapter)